Music: Sabastian Vasco
I got a bitch who love arguing, too much toxicity
Way too much entitlement, she never did shit for me
A bitch who love acting like her shit smell like tulips
But back when I met her, she was out here looking foolish
Had the wrong kicks on, stealing from sephora
Got her feeling wavy 'cause we chilling by the water
I could snap a finger, part the seeds like I'm moses
Having a drought again, crying for me, hopeless
Knowing I'm the one who change her longitude and latitude
Way too much attitude, not enough gratitude
Bitch must have forgot when I met her, she was boosting
Now you wanna use me, got too used to new shit
How she survived on ramen noodle soup and
All of a sudden, acting like she's too good for houston?
Please enjoy the spinach dip and reassess reality
Fronting on applebees when she don't got a salary, nah
I'm not too sure what you thought this is, but I tried
But now I'm cutting off this bitch, bye-bye
I let you think you was the boss for me, but I lied
Could have kept it, but you lost this dick, bye-bye
Why stay and listen to shit I don't wanna hear about
When I got a bitch who suck penis like she tryna get the serum out?
Why put up with your bickering and let my hair fall out
When I got a bitch whose main objective is pulling my balls out?
Why repair something that's damaged when I could slide
And link with a few shorties who only ask for my time?
You acting like I owe you, still pretending you my mom and shit
Taking things out on me, you mad at what your father did
I don't want no part of it, I'd rather choose a peaceful vibe
Girls in every corner of the world want a piece of crime
Yeah, you here acting like you, oh, so irreplaceable
First time we ****ed, and ain't even go on a date with you
Sit down, got a whole roster I can hit now
Shit foul, fed you mr. Chow's, now you missing out
Acting like I'm captain save-a-ho, how that shit sound
When I could knock a rich bitch down? Word to chris brown
I'm not too sure what you thought this is, but I tried
But now I'm cutting off this bitch, bye-bye
I let you think you was the boss for me, but I lied
Could have kept it, but you lost this dick, bye-bye
I mean, listen, just 'cause you **** around and take me out to eat at ruth's chris
Or buy me a pair of sneakers on my birthday
That's like once a year
You know what I'm saying?
What you get me on valentine's day?
What about, um, national men's day?
Huh? What about colombian independence day?
You ****ing crazy